I've been reminiscing ever since the other day Just another fuckin' soul that's been lost away I've been trapped in the motion and it cannot fade Tried to get a hold of it, but lost the grip, it got away I've been reminiscing ever since the other day Just another fuckin' soul that's been lost away I've been trapped in the motion and it cannot fade Tried to get a hold of it, but lost the grip, it got away I'm combinin' and ignoring the visions I never talk about the future 'Cause I'm still in the picture And that's just how it goes In a world of bad habits And it's weighin' on my peace Being raised by drug addicts And it always seemin' like it's never endin' Gotta be more careful Gotta to take control of your all spendin' The world is so fucked It needed too much To keep you independent While the ones you love Are defendants It's the cycle of life to feel the pressure But what you doin' With your time to put in all the effort? I'm really trying hard just to find the right measure Find the balance in between, it's for business or for pleasure A lot of people always losin' themselves Instead of runnin' the world They stay sheepin' themselves And it's quite sad, that you can't get out of this hell Don't wanna be just another person trapped in a cell I've been reminiscing ever since the other day Just another fuckin' soul that's been lost away I've been trapped in the motion and it cannot fade Tried to get a hold of it, but lost the grip, it got away I've been reminiscing ever since the other day Just another fuckin' soul that's been lost away I've been trapped in the motion and it cannot fade Tried to get a hold of it, but lost the grip, it got away I think I'm cursed riding round Vegas In that hearse shooting up your body Like a mothafuckin' nurse Had to go berserk up on this track Now watch 'em burn Training day with the devil Putting these rappers in the dirt, yuh Slide with that heater on me Talking to the dead Resurrected from the depths I'm coming for your head Shame on you pussy boys for talking out your neck If you really want the smoke I put it down for my set I got two whips, one's my bitch and one's my daily UAV Records is the label that be paying me Fuck a flex, my boys ain't rockin' any reps Mob with the squad, UAV until the death Every scene that I'm in They be treating me like a grinch Scared as fuck When I pull up with them hallow tips These rappers can't compete with us Please do not attempt Snatch your fuckin' soul And take you down to the abyss, lil' bitch